Something weird is going on at home. Every night, just when I start to fall asleep, my mama and gramma -- and sometimes even grampa -- start talking to me and poking me and dragging me out of my bed.
They never seem to want to play when I want to, but the minute I try to go to bed they start squeaking my toys and crawling around on the floor.
They keep saying something wanting me to sleep through the night, whatever that means. All I know is someone's gonna lose a finger if they keep this up.